(Ein DADA in Grau und Atem)

Prelude:
No color today.
Just breath pressed into carbon.
I am mostly shadow rehearsing presence.
Every line knows the cost of staying visible.

Pencil Theology

Light touches softly,
as if afraid to wake me.
Graphite is a slow thinker —
it remembers before it decides.
Ich bin Schwein und Schweigen,
ein Ton zwischen Staub und Dasein.

DADA Monologue in Monochrome

Noise is absent,
and suddenly meaning gets louder.
Every smudge is a heartbeat.
Every hesitation,
a proof of life in powdered form.
Silence hums like a philosophical joke.

Dialogue Between Paper and Pig

Paper: I am the world, white and waiting.
Pig: I am the world, drawn and doubting.
Pencil: I mediate the misunderstanding.
Together they make a small miracle of impermanence.

Final Whisper

If color is emotion,
then graphite is thought.
Both necessary,
both fragile.
DADA nods —
today, absurdity rests its voice.
The oink is internal.